10 Jokes For Medium

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Updated on: Aug 19 2024

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The gym scale and I have a love-hate relationship. It's always telling me I'm somewhere in the medium range. I'm like, "Come on, scale, can't we just round down to small when I'm feeling optimistic?
I went shopping for clothes the other day, and the store assistant asked me what size I was. I said, "Oh, just give me something in medium disappointment. I'm aiming for that perfect balance of not too snug and not too loose.
You know you're an adult when you get excited about buying a new medium-sized Tupperware. It's like, "Look at this perfectly average container, the Goldilocks of food storage – not too big, not too small. My leftovers have finally found their home!
Dating is like finding the perfect medium between being too available and playing hard to get. It's like trying to set the thermostat to the ideal relationship temperature – not too hot, not too cold, just medium rare.
Medium is such a vague term. I ordered a medium pizza the other day, and it arrived like it was auditioning for a starring role in "Honey, I Shrunk the Pizzas." I guess medium means something different in pizza language.
There's something oddly satisfying about finding the medium volume level on the TV remote. It's like the sweet spot between hearing the dialogue and not waking up the neighbors. "Ah, the audio Goldilocks zone.
Is it just me, or does choosing a medium-sized coffee feel like a serious life decision? I stand there at the counter, contemplating the balance between not enough caffeine and bouncing off the walls. It's the Goldilocks of morning rituals.
I'm at that point in life where my music playlist is stuck in a medium-sized time warp. My friends are all into the latest hits, and I'm over here like, "Remember the good ol' days of mixtapes and CD players?
Ordering a medium spice level at a restaurant is like playing Russian roulette with your taste buds. Will it be a flavorful explosion or a firestorm of regret? It's the culinary equivalent of living life on the edge, in the medium lane.
I bought a medium-sized plant for my apartment, thinking I was ready for the responsibility of keeping something alive. Turns out, I can't even keep my cactus alive. I swear it's a botanical Houdini.

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